...quiet, about a lot of things...

Monday, May 26, 2008

Graduation Day

These are partial lyrics from Bruce Springsteen's Independence Day. Graduation Day in our case, but very same theme.


Well Papa go to bed now, it's getting late
Nothing we can say is gonna change anything now
I'll be leaving in the morning from St. Mary's Gate
We wouldn't change this thing even if we could somehow

`Cause the darkness of this house has got the best of us
There's a darkness in this town that's got us too
But they can't touch me now and you can't touch me now
They ain't gonna do to me what I watched them do to you

So say goodbye it's Independence Day
It's Independence Day all down the line
Just say goodbye it's Independence Day
It's Independence Day this time

Now I don't know what it always was with us
We chose the words and yeah we drew the lines
There was just no way this house could hold the two of us
I guess that we were just too much of the same kind

Well say goodbye it's Independence Day
All boys(girls) must run away come Independence Day
So say goodbye it's Independence Day
All men must make their way come Independence Day.

Mags has 3 more years before she can sing her farewell. A blink of the eye. Yep. That one in the corner.

God Speed Rach.
posted by wendy at 7:57 PM 6 comments

Tuesday, May 20, 2008

She Re-Entered

and found the room empty.

Instead of feeling sad, she had to laugh. It was her grandest entrance. Strong. Steady, with no tripping at all.

The only one who saw it, was the one inside her head.

The one inside her head was ALWAYS the biggest critic of all. So maybe things were just as they were supposed to be.

She sat in the most comfortable chair in the room; kicked off her shoes and just waited for the dance to begin.

She was ready to dance.
posted by wendy at 9:47 PM 5 comments

Wednesday, May 07, 2008

A Shift

When I started writing this blog, I stood back and just took a look at my life and told "stories."

It's just that the stories I would tell now, are sorta scary to me. I find very little fodder these days. Bummer. I miss fodder.

As I have grown to "know" you, I have started to be more honest, than entertaining. Now I feel the need to cover it up a little. I feel a bit exposed..and my response is to clam up.

Pardon me while I pry my mind open again.

Just go about your business. It's really boring to watch..Shouldn't take that long.
posted by wendy at 10:11 AM 7 comments